Category: Personal essays

August 26th. From 2009 onwards, I am able to tell you what I was doing on this day every year. Every summer, for those twenty-four hours, I'm sixteen again and wondering how life can be so cruel. In my hometown, the summer after high school is all about exam results, first jobs in beach shops, firework displays,... Continue Reading →

A couple of months ago, I phoned my mum to tell her I'm going away just before for Christmas. The first thing she asked was "where are you going?" When I replied with "Chicago," she knew. There could only be one reason for me to go to Chicago in December. She started listing reasons why this is... Continue Reading →